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Black_Haru

Sailor Moon: Age of Innocence

(Based on Characters and Situations created by Naoko Takeuchi.)

Prologue: The Favor

The streets of Tokyo were dark as a constant rain fell on the
pavement. A figure in a gray trench coat and hat walked quickly through
the wet night, ignoring other people as he hurried to whatever was his
destination. He also seemed oblivious to the scattered New Year's and
Christmas decorations on houses lining the streets. Truly, his was a
purpose that did not lend itself to the joy of the season.

Finally, after the rounding of several corners, he arrived at the
entrance of an old shop and rapped on the door three times. After a
second, the door slowly creaked open. There was no one behind it. He
really hadn't expected there to be.

"Come in," a feminine voice called. "Please, make yourself warm at
the fire."

The figure closed the door behind him, noting the disparity between
the spartan looks of the shop's exterior with the opulence inside. It
advertised itself as an antique shop but he was sure many of the items he
walked past were far older than most of the store's patrons could have
guessed.

He eventually reached a table at the far corner of the shop, an
actual wood fire burning in the fireplace. He allowed himself a smile
at that. He preferred the old ways sometimes.

The oak chair creaked as he sat and he looked at the woman seated
across from him. Her hair was a stark white. That's what stood out the
most to him. It was also braided and wrapped from back to front around
her neck. The second thing he noticed was the absolute ice blue of the
woman's eyes which seemed to contrast with her warm attitude.

He thought she was a very interesting person to meet in Tokyo, but
then again, given the reason he was here, he knew she wasn't from around
these parts.

The woman bowed her head slightly and spoke. "Welcome, oh great
Tencite. It is an honor to be in your presence."

The figure paused, not bothering to reply at first. He then
grabbed the brim of his hat and pulled it off his head. He too had
white hair but it was cut short, giving him the look of a soldier. His
eyes however, were as blue as the sea and seemed just as deep.

Finally, in a well-mannered voice that seemed to have a hint of an
English accent to it, he replied, "Spare me the pleasantries. You knew
how to contact me and knew what to say so that I would come. It doesn't
impress me in the least then that you know who I am so don't insult me
with false praise. I have come a long way. You obviously need me for
something so please, just ask and get it over with."

The woman seemed taken aback at his response and it took a moment
for her to recover. "Forgive me. I did not mean to insult you. I
truly am honored by your presence."

The man sighed and said, "Now you throw apologies at me. Just
answer my question: `Why have you called me here?'"

The woman glared back at him before responding this time. "A debt
that you owe has been called in. I'm sure you remember the Wiseman."

Tencite rolled his eyes and replied, "Wonderful. Just wonderful.
Can't you people take care of your own problems?"

The woman lowered her eyebrows and finally lost some of her
composure. "I don't understand. I call you here to say that you are
needed by us and all you do is complain? You should be honored to pay
us back, to have the chance to acquire real power. You're nothing like
the other Generals."

"I should hope not," Tencite stated with a wry smile. "Most of
them are dead."

It took a moment but the woman actually smiled at the joke and had
to put a hand over her mouth to suppress a small laugh. She could see
that her guest was smiling as well.

"Good," he said. "So nice to see you're still somewhat human. Now
that you've calmed down... Since I owe your people a debt, it will be
repaid. Make no mistake however, after this, I owe nothing."

The woman's eyes seemed to soften and she quietly said, "I
understand."

Tencite's face became more serious and he replied, "Good. Now that
we understand each other, what do you want of me?"

As the woman's mouth opened, he interrupted in a friendly voice,
"First though, I have to admit you have me at somewhat of a loss. You
know my name but I don't know yours."

The woman smiled again before speaking. "I am Birdie of the Dark
Moon Family. What we would like from you is the capture of a Rabbit
and the elimination of the Sailor Scouts."

Chapter 1: The Hunt

It was a cool December day and a thin layer of snow covered the
ground around the Cherry Hill Temple. This was a peaceful place. A
place of contentment and contemplation. A peace that was suddenly
disturbed by a cry from within.

"Serena! Will you quit reading my comics?! This is a Sailor Scout
meeting, not playtime!" Raye yelled at her companion. The teen with the
long raven hair had again lost patience with her blonde friend.

"But Raye, I'm bored. Can't we just finish up the stupid meeting?
Winter break started today. We got out at noon and I've wasted the last
hour here. I want to get home in time to do some Christmas shopping
with Mom," Serena whined back.

"Well, too bad. This is serious stuff and all you can do is act
like a baby. Grow up, Serena."

"Rayyyye!" Serena responded, her voice achieving a truly annoying
pitch.

Luna, Serena's talking black cat, interrupted before Raye could
really rip into the girl, "Serena! Raye is right. The Four Sisters
have been quite active lately. Please pay attention!"

Serena grumbled something mostly unintelligible but seeming to do
with Luna's heritage before sitting up and tossing Raye's comic back
under her bed.

"Thank you, Serena," Luna stated. "Amy, I think you can continue
now."

Sailor Mercury, still in her school uniform, nodded at Luna and
smiled before continuing the report that Raye's admonishment had so
rudely interrupted.

"As Luna said, there have been three incidents in the last week
alone. While we were successful in defeating each of the Droids, the
Sisters keep eluding us. I'd also like to point out that they almost
captured Rini two days ago thanks to the inattention of her guardian,"
Amy finished, too polite to name names.

All eyes in the room stared at Serena anyway. "What!?" she
exclaimed, "Oh, like any of you could've resisted free gingerbread man
samples."

Mercury continued, trying to divert attention away from Serena's
imperfections. "In any event, I think the Sisters may be getting
desperate. Either they are low on energy or their timetable for
capturing Rini is almost expired. It would be in all our best interests
to keep an eye out for them and their energy signatures," the girl with
the short dark hair finished up.

"I couldn't agree more," Luna added, nodding at Amy in praise.
Sailor Mercury was the smartest of the Scouts and easily the most
mature. Luna relied on her heavily to keep the group focused. She
really wished Serena would take after her more, especially since Sailor
Moon would one day have to assume the role of Neo-Queen Serenity.

"Well duh!" Serena said. "We do that anyway. Besides, we haven't
lost a fight yet, what else could they have up their sleeves?"

"I hate to admit it, but Serena's got a point," Sailor Venus added,
pushing her long blonde hair back as she spoke. "I mean, we beat Beryl
and so far, these Sisters haven't exactly impressed me."

Artemis, the talking white cat that was Sailor Venus' companion
admonished the girl, "Don't take them too lightly, Mina. If you let
your guard down, any enemy can be dangerous."

Mina smiled at her cat and patted him on the head. "I know,
Artemis, I know. You've told me enough times."

Artemis and Luna exchanged glances and rolled their eyes in unison.
They'd each witnessed the strength these girls possessed, not only in
power but also in character. Still, it was instances such as this, that
reminded each of them that the Scouts were still pretty much children.

"Just be careful," Luna pleaded.

After each of the Scouts nodded in affirmation, Luna finally said,
"Very well then, meeting adjourned."

"Yay!" Serena yelled. "If I hurry, I should make it home just in
time to catch Mom and Rini before they go. Bye guys." Serena raced out
the door with Luna following close behind.

"And I thought only food made her move that fast," Sailor Jupiter
commented, eliciting laughter from the remaining Scouts. When it
subsided, Lita continued, "Speaking of food, I'll be baking cookies
tomorrow for the nearby orphanage. Would anyone like to help?"

Amy and Mina both said yes but Raye seemed to hesitate.

"Raye? Why not?" Lita asked.

"Well..." Raye paused before continuing. "It's just that they set
up that huge manger scene down the hill that completely disrupts the
entrance to the temple. We've complained to them but they refuse to
move it since it's technically on their property."

"We?" Mina asked, "Your grandpa actually complained?"

Raye looked annoyed at her friend and snapped out, "Okay, so I'm
the only one who's complained. It really bugs me that they'd put
something so gaudy so close to the temple. I mean, can you imagine
anything so rude!?"

Lita and Mina both looked at each other before laughing. Finally,
Mina said, "No, Raye, can't imagine."

Raye simply crossed her arms and huffed. She had a short temper
that was hard to control sometimes, especially when her friends didn't
see eye to eye with her. "Fine," she eventually said, "I hope you have
fun."

Knowing it was best to leave Raye alone when she was like this,
Lita turned to her other two friends and asked, "Well, want to see a
movie or something?"

"I'd love to," Mina said but Amy took on an apologetic look.

"I'm sorry, Lita, but I have someplace to be. You see, I've been
doing some extra credit for my early childhood class. I'll be spending
the rest of the day at a daycare center," Amy explained.

"Extra credit? You don't exactly need it you know," Lita said.

"I know. I really like the kids though. You know, I want to be a
doctor someday, and pediatrics is something I'm interested in." Smiling,
Amy added, "Have fun though, you guys. I really have to go."

With that, Sailor Mercury put on her jacket, waved good-bye to her
friends, and jogged out into the snow. She just hoped the Scout meeting
hadn't made her too late.


Tencite watched Amy run down the steps and hurry along the sidewalk
from a bus stop across the street. The look in his eyes could only be
described as predatory. Finally, he was ready.

When he had informed Birdie it would take time to accomplish the
task set before him, her commander, Rubeus, hadn't responded well.
Tencite really hadn't cared. He'd met men like Rubeus many times before
and he still wasn't intimidated. In fact, he considered Rubeus to be
somewhat of an idiot, with good reason.

In all the time Rubeus had spent fighting the Scouts he had been
unable to locate their base or even anticipate their attacks. Tencite
had discovered their meeting place in under two weeks.

The General had located the temple's position by timing the Scout's
responses to attacks on Rini and noting which direction they came from.
He'd only calculated the numbers in situations where all the Scouts
arrived at the same time, meaning they had all been together when they
noticed the attack, and after school hours, since he knew they were only
teens and would be in class then.

From those numbers, he'd been able to isolate a relatively small
area. The temple was the only logical structure in that area. Not
surprisingly, over the past couple of days, he had seen each of the
Scouts enter and leave it.

In the time Tencite had spend scouting the Scouts, Rubeus had
predictably continued with his energy gathering missions. In fact, it
seemed to the General as if the efforts of Rubeus and the Sisters had
increased greatly in the short time since his arrival.

It could be inferred that Rubeus was nervous, but it really didn't
matter. The multiple battles had served Tencite well. He'd very much
enjoyed watching the Scouts defeat the Sisters and their Droids time and
again over the last couple of weeks. Of course, he'd done much more than
watch. By now, he had the powers and tendencies of the Scouts firmly
set to memory.

"Know thy enemy and know thy self," he thought with a smile.
Earth's philosophers had always been his favorites. Watching Amy turn
the corner, he felt ready to put his preparation to the test.

(soz i upgraded my pc and XP didn't like it but here's Chapter 2..3 is coming when i have found it ((there all in diffret files)))
Chapter 2: Headshot

To Amy, the hours she spent at the daycare center passed quickly.
She really did enjoy children and marveled at how energetic and
inquisitive her charges were.

Mrs. Owens, the middle aged woman in charge of the center, was
impressed with her dedication and had given her responsibility for a
small group of two to three year olds. She'd passed the time playing
games with them, feeding them, and even changing a couple before lying
them down for a nap.

By five-thirty, she was waving good-bye to the last of them, an
adorable little toddler named Tracy, who was going home with her mother.

Back inside, Mrs. Owens met her. "Well, Amy, I think you had
almost as much fun as the little ones today."

Amy politely blushed and replied, "They were simply darling. I
really enjoyed taking care of them."

"Well, if you feel that way, maybe you should consider volunteering
here more often," Mrs. Owens said.

Amy sighed, honestly torn. "That would be wonderful, but I'm
afraid my schedule is too full."

"Oh well, worth a shot," Mrs. Owens laughed. "Try to have some fun
when you can though, dear. All work and no play makes Amy a dull girl."

Amy laughed and said, "I'll try to." Privately though, Amy
wondered why she was the only one she knew who found studying fun.

Mrs. Owens continued, "Till then, could you do me a favor, dear,
and make sure the place is clear? I'm about to close up."

"Certainly ma'am," Amy said before going towards the main rooms.

After Amy's departure, Mrs. Owens calmly walked back into her
office. She stopped upon entering and looked at the man seated at her
desk, his legs resting against its top.

"Is there anything else you'd like me to do, master?" she serenely
asked him.

Tencite finished the last of his cup of coffee before he replied,
admiring the quality of the Colombian roast Mrs. Owens kept for herself.
Warmly, he said, "No, Barbara, you've been wonderful. You may go home
now. Don't bother locking the door when you leave, I'll take care of
that. Of course, you'll remember having locked the door yourself after
letting Amy out to go home. You won't remember me though. Drive
carefully now."

Barbara Owens nodded and walked out her office door to go home.

Tencite got up from the desk and placed the mug in the sink to
rinse it out. After following Amy to the daycare center, he'd entered
under the pretense of bringing his daughter here. Alone in the office
with Mrs. Owens, it hadn't taken much energy to put the woman in a
trance and find out what she knew about Amy Anderson.

He wasn't surprised that she was a straight A student. In the
battles he'd watched, she'd taken charge many times. What really
interested him was that beyond being intelligent, Amy was also very shy.
It was an insecurity he could take advantage of.

Walking out the office door, Tencite allowed himself a grin. Owens
would never remember he was here or that Amy had been left alone. He
liked tying up loose ends cleanly.

Amy finished the last of her rounds and shut the lights in the main
playroom. Twilight shone through the windows giving the interior an
eerie glow. She paused a moment, looking at the brightly painted anime
characters on the walls and the games portrayed on the rug. It was all
so adorable but she couldn't help thinking that if she were in charge,
she'd try to use things a bit more educational.

It was then she felt the chill. She knew instantly that it was a
dark energy signature but it was a type she'd never expected to feel
again. "The Negaverse?" she whispered. But she knew that couldn't be.
Queen Beryl had been destroyed by Sailor Moon and with that, her army
had been banished. Hadn't it?

Another thing that confused Amy was the timing of it all. If the
center had been full, it would have made sense. A great deal of energy
could be drawn from children. Now though, it was just her and Mrs.
Owens.

Amy's breath came in sharply at that last thought. Mrs. Owens
could be in great danger. She had to change into Sailor Mercury now to
try and protect her. Untransformed, she was as vulnerable as any other
fourteen year old.

Amy quickly reached into her subspace pocket that contained her
transformation pen, the magical item that allowed her to transform into
the Princess of Mercury. Holding the pen in front of her, she opened
her mouth and... screamed as her entire arm exploded in searing pain,
causing the pen to fly to the corner of the room.

"Well, it certainly took you long enough to pull it out. I almost
got tired of waiting," a cheery, mocking voice echoed above her.

Absently, Amy noticed she was now on her knees, her left hand
clutching the still burning right arm. She guessed she was in a slight
state of shock since she had a hard time speaking, "Wha-what, did...
you do?"

"Hmmm, low level lightning attack centered on your arm. Looks like
I've still got pretty good aim after all these years. Wouldn't you
agree, Sailor Mercury?"

Amy shook her head to try and get her thinking cleared. She had to
divert her enemy's attention. "What are you talking about? My name is
Amy, sir. Take what you want, just please, don't hurt me," Amy
breathed, truly meaning the last of her statement.

The man shook his head and spoke in a voice that seemed to scold
her, "Don't play dumb with me, Princess of Mercury, it doesn't suit you.
I know who you are just as well as I know what that transformation pen
is for. I was there when Queen Serenity gave it to you after all." With
that, the man removed his trench coat and allowed it to drop to the
floor.

A gasp came from Amy's lips despite herself. She still didn't
recognize the man but the gray uniform was unmistakable. It was the
uniform of one of Beryl's Generals.

Immediately Amy leapt for her pen but was stopped as the cabinet in
front of her exploded in an array of sparks and soot. Coughing, Amy
watched as the General calmly walked over to her pen and picked it up.

"Why are you doing this?" she asked, trying to buy some time.

The General ignored her and simply held up his left hand. In it, a
sphere of blue energy began to form. The sphere rippled like water and
distorted the light as it passed through.

Amy's own blue eyes widened in fear. She truly was a brave girl,
especially for her age. Still, it wasn't easy for anyone to see the
bullet being readied to fire.

"Please, no," she whispered, just before the General's hand came
down.

Amy closed her eyes before the ball impacted, the anxiety in her
stomach shooting through her chest like a spike. Instead of killing her
though, the ball simply splashed across her body like cold water. There
was no pain. In fact, her body felt strangely numb.

Sailor Mercury opened her eyes to see the General standing over
with his arms crossed over his chest. Strangely, he seemed to be
getting bigger. Before Amy could ask why she still lived, she noticed
something else. When the ball had hit her, she'd fallen onto her back.
As she tried to sit up again, she noticed how loose her blouse had
suddenly become, the cuffs falling over her wrists. She watched in
shock as her skirt and tights flattened against the floor, her legs
dwindling within the folds. When her loose shoes plopped off her
rapidly receding feet, Amy was frantic again.

chapter 2 cont..

"What's happening to me!?" she squealed, her voice much higher.
She could feel one of her shoulders hitting the cool air as her sleeves
completely covered her hands. Her clothes were huge and she quickly
found she was swimming in them.

Tencite smiled as he watched the rapidly shrinking Sailor Scout.
He guessed Amy was just under nine, her face becoming chubby with baby
fat. He found it humorous to watch her struggle within the folds of her
own clothing as she further diminished. The look of utter horror on her
face delicious. Tencite had to admit there were times when being bad
could feel so good.

Amy's skirt and tights lay flat on the carpet as the little girl
completely removed her legs from them. She'd lost her socks in the
struggle and could feel her huge panties wrapped around her ankles. She
crawled forward, kicking the panties off. She was now on top of her
discarded skirt on her hands and knees. Her blouse hung on her like a
cloak and she could feel the strap of her bra against the small of her
back. The last observation made her think and she moved her hands
within her blouse to touch her breasts. Unable to find them, she knew
what had been done to her.

Tencite watched as the four year old calmly stood and looked up at
him. Amy clutched her blouse closely to her body, her little toes
sticking out from under it. The child didn't even come to his waist but
she spoke without fear. "Age regression. A very impressive power. But
why not just kill me?" she asked, her piping voice making her attempts
at seriousness seem silly.

"Because, little princess, I don't need you dead, just out of the
way," Tencite answered.

"Rini," Amy breathed.

"Got it in one! I have to admit, Sailor Mercury, you would have
been a worthy opponent. Taking you out first was a must."

"I'm so flattered," Amy sarcastically squeaked. She was waiting
for her adversary to gloat as usual. If she could just get the General
to let his guard down, she knew she could hide and use her communicator
to warn the other Scouts.

"So who are you anyway?" she demanded. "I thought all of Beryl's
troops had been defeated."

"Awfully nosy, aren't you?" Tencite responded. "I'm the one who'll
be asking the questions, little girl." Again, something formed in his
hand, a much smaller, much brighter sphere.

Amy found the sphere distracting but tried to ignore it. "Why so
defensive? I'm the one who should be scared after all. I'm jus...
just a lit... little girl," Amy stuttered, a confused look crossing her
face. It was getting hard to think. Too late her fleeting teen mind
warned her something was wrong.

"Wha... what are you... do... doin'?" she struggled to say,
squinting her eyes against the glare. The bright blue glare of the
glowing sphere. Amy quickly became fascinated with it, her childish
curiosity taking over. "Pwetty wight," she finished, flashing a
gap-toothed smile.

Tencite quickly snuffed it out, much to Amy's dismay. "Nooo. Bad
man! I wiked wight. I gonna tell on you!" With that, little Amy
reached into an inner pocket and pulled out a large compact. Holding
the comm. unit in her tiny hands she stuck her tongue out at Tencite and
said, "You in twouble! I gonna call Sewena and den you be sowwy."

Before the tyke could open the compact however, Tencite reached
down and plucked it from her. "Young lady! You are much too young for
makeup. This is for big girls," he lightly admonished.

Amy responded angrily. "Not makeup. It's a comm... comm... talky
thingy. Now give it ba'k!" she finished, stomping her little foot in
anger.

"No. I really don't think you deserve it anymore."

Tears began to well up in Amy's eyes. Without her compact, she
couldn't warn the others and stop the bad man. She didn't understand
why he was being so mean. "B-but it's mine!" she wailed.

"Nope. This belonged to Sailor Mercury. You're just a little
crybaby."

"I Saiwor Mercuwy," Amy whined, her voice very weak.

"Really? Then where's your uniform, Sailor Mercury? Where are
your powers? I must say you're much shorter in person," Tencite mocked.
"You're not Sailor Mercury anymore, because you failed. Botched the
job. You're just a pathetic little toddler now. You won't be coming
here to help out anymore, you'll be coming here as a student."

Each of Tencite's words stabbed Amy like daggers. She felt
miserable. She hated herself for failing the other Scouts. "I sowwy,"
she said.

"Sorry is not good enough. Face it, you just weren't smart enough
to be a Sailor Scout," Tencite said.

Amy bristled at that. "I smart! More smart than dat stoopid
Sewena!"

"Oh please, she's much smarter than you. You couldn't know half
the things she does about being a Sailor Scout," Tencite admonished.

"Do too! I know awl about da Scouts!" Amy huffed proudly.

Tencite smiled and bent his knees to crouch in front of his small
companion. "Really now? Y'know, if you really know as much as you say,
I might just change you back."

Amy suddenly brightened. She so much wanted to prove herself. At
Tencite's prodding, she proceeded to tell him everything she knew about
the Sailor Scouts.


An hour later, Amy happily swung her feet as she drank orange juice
from a sippy cup. She simply couldn't believe how big everything was
now. She was sitting in the same tiny chair, at the same tiny table
that little Tracy had used most of the day. She smiled at the memory of
the little blonde girl, cheerfully wondering if she'd be her friend.

It didn't really matter she knew. Soon Uncle Tencite would change
her back and she could go back to playing with her older friends.
Looking at the colorful characters on the walls and the wonderful games
on the floor, Amy wondered if she really wanted to be old again.
Remembering what it was like to be Sailor Mercury made the decision easy
though. She liked being a Sailor Scout and she knew she was the best at
it. Giggling, she took another sip of orange juice.

Tencite watched little Amy with his head atop folded hands. The
poor little dear had known quite a bit about the other Scouts. Names,
addresses, personalities, likes, and dislikes. There was a time when he
would have turned all the information over to Rubeus and wiped his hands
of the whole thing. Watching the little girl before him, he knew he
couldn't, however.

He could remember when the Princess of Mercury had actually been
that age. How adorable and inquisitive she'd been. It reminded him
that even now, the Scouts were little more than children. It was one of
the reasons he hated them but even he wasn't embittered enough to want
them dead. He had the feeling Rubeus and the Sisters would slaughter
them in their sleep.

No, he decided. He wouldn't let that happen. He couldn't place
his finger on it but there was something he didn't like about these
people. Didn't trust. Who were they really? He didn't believe they
were surviving soldiers of the Negaverse as they claimed, simply wanting
to find a way home. Why did they want the girl? And more importantly,
how had they known about the debt he owed that old man so long ago?
Unfortunately, Amy had known very little about Rubeus' people.

Something wasn't right though and he was going to find out what that
was. In the meantime, he would follow his promise to the letter. Rini
would be captured and the Scouts would be eliminated... but it would be
done his way.

Little Amy looked up as Tencite approached her, her smile becoming
wide. "Ya gonna turn me ba'k now?" she asked innocently.

The spell he'd placed on Amy was a simple one. It was suppressing
the aggressive side of her personality and dulling her reason. In
effect, her emotions now matched her physical age and like all four year
olds, it was very easy to earn her trust. "Yes, I'm going to change you
back," he lied.

As tempting as it was to leave Amy like this, the mental spell was
simply too unreliable. It had to be constantly renewed or it would wear
off. Tencite knew he had to change Amy into an even more manageable
package.

Amy dropped down from her chair as Tencite readied another time
ball, anticipating her growth back to teen hood. She giggled as the ball
splashed over her, creating the numb feeling for the second time. The
giggling stopped suddenly, however, as she noticed her blouse start to
get bigger.

"Hey. Wong way. No wanna be wittle! Me too smart to be wittle!"
she shouted.

Tencite watched in silence as Amy's arms and legs became pudgier
and her short black hair began to curl. As she passed below two, she
lost her balance and fell on her little behind. Tears came to her eyes
as her babyish voice shot out, "No fawr! Me smart! Me... aaahhwahhh!!"

An eighteen month old Amy sat on the floor crying piteously. The
upper half of her body had come completely through the collar of her
blouse which surrounded her like a blanket.

Tencite calmly walked to a cabinet and pulled out one of the
center's extra diaper bags. Taking out a pacifier, he stuffed it into
Amy's mouth, effectively halting her crying. Ironically, the pacifier
was blue, just like Sailor Mercury's uniform, except now the babe wore
nothing but her birthday suit.

"There, I changed you back. All the way back," Tencite said with a
chuckle, tweaking the infant's button nose. Baby Amy looked up at him
in fear, desperately sucking on the pacifier for comfort.



High above the city, the structure floated, magic cloaking its
presence. It was shaped like the tower of an ancient castle, bringing a
regal image to its dark purpose. Within, Negamoon agents lived and
plotted.

The interior of Rubeus' chamber was in shadow. The only light was
in the center, coming from the image of a seated, cloaked individual.

"I don't trust him," Rubeus stated. "He's not one of us. He has
refused to assist us in battle against the Scouts and hasn't contacted
us in days. How do we even know he's trying to capture the Rabbit?"

The image shifted a bit before answering in a seemingly ancient
voice. "Tencite is an honorable man. He will do what he promises. It
is the reason I helped him in the first place, so that he could serve us
one day."

Rubeus gave a disgusted laugh before saying, "I don't need his
help, Wiseman. I can defeat the Scouts on my own."

"You haven't yet," the Wiseman cut in. "You were sent back in time
to acquire crystal points and destroy the Scouts so that our conquest of
Crystal Tokyo would not be hampered by them. You have not succeeded in
this. You haven't even been able to capture a little girl."

Rubeus swallowed hard at the remark. The Wiseman noticed his
nervousness and was pleased by it. He waited a moment before
continuing. "No, Tencite is perfect. He is of the Moon Kingdom and
knows the Scouts better than we do. He also has his own reasons for
wanting to see them fall. Did you have Birdie tell him the story?"

Rubeus responded quickly, glad the Wiseman wasn't too upset with
him. "Yes. He thinks we are stranded soldiers of Beryl's and that we
need the Scouts out of the way in order to acquire enough energy to
return home. He's also been told the Rabbit is the key to opening that
portal."

"Excellent. If I remember him well enough, Tencite will destroy
the Scouts just for the fun of it. It's unlikely he'll question his
mission," the Wiseman said.

"And what if you are wrong? What if he somehow betrays us? What
then?"

"Then you and the Sisters will destroy him," Wiseman answered.

Rubeus nodded, satisfied that at least the Wiseman didn't fully
trust this General either. "I hope he can do the job," Rubeus snarled.

"I think you will find he is quite efficient," the Wiseman
finished.



It was seven o'clock and Dr. Anderson was exhausted. She'd been
forced to cover for another doctor at the hospital and was happy to
finally be headed home. She'd left a message on the machine to let Amy
know she'd be late. She figured her daughter might be at Lita's so she
wasn't worried.

Waving good-bye to some of the nurses, Dr. Anderson walked into the
parking garage. No sooner had she entered than she heard the tap of
feet behind her.

"Oh, Dr. Anderson. I really need to ask you something," a dark
haired nurse called to her.

Sighing, Dr. Anderson turned to talk to the woman. "Yes?"

The nurse stopped and asked, "Well, I just wanted to ask you a few
questions on your treatment of Mr. Jenkins. I was really impressed."

Dr. Anderson inwardly moaned. "Listen, uh..."

"Nancy."

"Nancy. I'd love to talk about anything you want but some other
time. It's late and I want to get home to my daughter."

"Oh, but this won't take long," Nancy stated as her body began to
glow.

Dr. Anderson suddenly felt very weak and her vision started to
blur. "Wha... ?" she uttered before fainting and falling in a heap on
the ground.

Seconds later, the nurse ran into the emergency room yelling,
"Somebody help! Dr. Anderson just fainted in the parking garage. She
needs help!"

As nurses and attendants rushed outside to help their friend, the
nurse named Nancy smiled and calmly walked to the stairwell.

"Tenny will be so pleased," she thought.

Chapter 3: Milk and Cookies


Lita hummed to herself as she rolled another glob of cookie dough.
It was a little after seven now and in the last three hours, she'd made
close to a hundred cookies. All decorated of course. Lita smiled as
she paused to scratch her nose, leaving a smudge of flour, nobody she
knew could match her skill in the kitchen. "Maybe I won't need Amy and
Mina after all," she thought.

As she was about to cut another batch, she heard a knock on her
apartment door. She walked to the entrance, her slippers scuffing
against the wooden floor. She'd taken off her tights and shoes but
otherwise still wore her school uniform. Tan skirt with a white blouse.
Her brown hair was still tied back in a ponytail. Looking through the
peephole, she saw a middle-aged gentleman and in his hands a baby
carrier.

Keeping the chain on, she opened the door. She wasn't too worried.
After all, she could change into Sailor Jupiter with a word, but caution
was always a good idea. "Yes, what is it?" she asked.

"I am so terribly sorry to bother you but..." the man paused,
seemingly embarrassed. "Hello, I'm Martin Webster, just moved into 7B.
This is my niece Miko," he said, bringing the carrier up to reveal a
sleeping baby, a blue pacifier in her mouth.

"Ohhh, she's adorable," Lita gushed.

"Yes, well, she's also wet and needs to be fed. Unfortunately,
I've never done that sort of thing before. Her mother's a doctor you
see, got called away on an emergency, leaving the little angel in my
less than capable hands," the man shrugged. "Anyway, I was wondering if
you'd had any experience with babies?"

Lita paused a moment. "I know a little bit, from a friend, but not
that much. Mrs. Stevens in 10C..."

"Politely said no," the man said sadly and sighed. "It's all right
really. I suppose I can make do. You wouldn't happen to have any
safety pins, would you?"

Lita looked again at the baby, noticing the disposable diaper on
her. "Uhhh, don't worry about it. I'll show you how it's done," she
smiled, taking the chain off and opening her door.

"Thank you so much," the man said, walking into the apartment. A
few steps in he stopped and exclaimed, "What is that wonderful smell?!"

Lita smiled and replied, "Cookies. Would you like one?"

"I'd love one," he returned.

"Please, sit down on the sofa," she said, as she walked to the
kitchen.

Tencite made himself comfortable as he looked around the living
room. The apartment had a warm atmosphere to it with colorful pictures
on the wall and knick-knacks all around. It was designed to give the
user a feeling of home, a practice Tencite knew well from experience.

Lita returned with a cookie hot from the oven and handed it to
Tencite. "Thank you so much," he said. Jerking his head toward the
baby on the sofa, he said, "She says she'd like one too, if you can wait
a couple of years."

Lita laughed at the joke and responded, "I have to say, for someone
who knows nothing about babies, you certainly managed to get her to
sleep soundly."

"That little terror?" he joked. "Madam, I assure you that up until
recently, she was screaming her head off."

Lita laughed again and reached down to check the baby's diaper,
causing the child to fidget slightly. "Awwww, so sweet. Well, she's
definitely wet."

"And I was specifically told to feed her soon. Too bad I can't do
either."

"Men," Lita playfully snorted, "You're completely helpless
sometimes." She heard Mr. Webster chuckle at the joke as she took the
bottle and formula from the bag and walked towards the kitchen.

"Well, let's get her dinner ready before we wake her up," Lita
said. She didn't know why but she was taking a liking to Mr. Webster.
She rationalized it was because he seemed so fatherly, but she quickly
rejected that idea. "No. He definitely reminds me of Nate, that
college guy I dated for a couple of months," she decided.

Tencite watched Sailor Jupiter leave the room. He thought things
were going very well. Projecting his will ever so slightly, he'd been
able to subtly calm any fears or suspicions Lita might have had about
him without alerting her Scout senses. This was good. Attacking Lita
directly would be unwise. If the girl managed to change into Jupiter,
things would get messy and his chances of taking all the Scouts would be
hurt. As Sailor Jupiter, Lita was arguably the most powerful of the
Scouts, able to launch many devastating lightning attacks. Getting her
guard down was his priority.

On a lighter note however, Tencite reflected on Lita's last joke.
Smiling, he wondered if the girl truly understood what helpless meant.


Amy yawned as she slowly regained consciousness. The world was a
bit fuzzy as she blinked the sleep from her eyes. She could feel she
was naked, which was weird since she always wore pajamas to bed.
Strangely, it took a great amount of effort to bring her hands to her
face and as she rubbed her eyes she noticed her hands felt different.
Focusing on them, she could see how fat and stubby her fingers were. In
a shocking rush, her memories flooded back to her.

"No!" she thought frantically. "It can't be true. I can't be a
baby!" Amy then noticed movement beyond her hands. Looking up, she saw
a huge vision. The gigantic face of her friend Lita hovered over her.

"Look who's awake! Hey there, sleepyhead," Lita asked, reaching
her hand down to tickle Amy's stomach.

To Amy, her friend's hand was monstrous, easily covering her entire
tummy. The sight horrified Amy and her first reaction was to scream.

Lita stopped tickling the baby when she started to cry. "Oh, I'm
sorry, honey. I didn't mean to scare you," Lita sincerely expressed.
Holding up a disposable diaper, she said cheerily, "I'm just going to
give you a fresh new diaper. Isn't that great!"

"Diaper!?!" Amy thought. Fear mixed with a morbid curiosity caused
Amy's crying to slow. Cautiously looking down at herself, she could see
that she was completely bare, in more ways than one. Her legs and feet
were puffy with baby fat and her round stomach was much larger than her
flat chest. She actually was a baby and now she was spread-eagled as
her best friend prepared to diaper her! Amy started to squirm as her
humiliation burned.

A second figure then entered Amy's vision. It was Tencite. Amy
quickly went from ashamed to terrified. The villain who'd done this to
her was now in Lita's apartment and her friend didn't know the danger
she was in! What was worse was Amy knew it was her fault Tencite was
here.

As Amy tried to think about what she should do, Lita grabbed a baby
wipe and began to clean her. The tiny Sailor Mercury was mortified as
her friend wiped her, even lifting her up by the legs so she could reach
her bottom. As humiliated as she was, Amy tried to think of some way to
tell Lita what had happened to her.

"Gaa baa cha," she gurgled. Amy found it incredibly difficult to
form any words, the muscles in her mouth not cooperating with her in the
least. She even doubted if her vocal cords were capable of speech but
she had to try. As she felt the cool baby powder hitting her diaper
area Amy, pointed a chubby little finger at Lita, concentrated and
uttered, "Etaa, hep, eetA!"

Lita beamed at the infant. "Oh, that's just adorable. She's
trying to talk. Say Lita, honey. Leeetaaa," she sounded out, just
before lifting Amy's legs up again to place the fresh diaper under her.

Amy grimaced a bit. "Lita, you idiot!" she thought. "That's what
I just said!" She decided to try a different tact. Pointing at Tencite
this time, she said, "Baa, baada."

Tencite smiled, knowing exactly what Amy was trying to do. "No
precious. Dada. Daadaa." Turning to Lita, he chuckled, "I'm afraid
that since her mother is a single parent, the little darling has come to
think of me as a father figure."

"That's so sweet," Lita said, taping Amy's diaper shut.

"Nooo," Amy thought, "Don't listen to him, listen to me!"
Desperately Amy tried to spew out words at Lita but everything she said
sounded like baby talk. Finally, as Lita playfully rubbed her nose
against hers, she gave up. She'd given her best and it had been
pathetic. Something horrible was going to happen to her friend right in
front of her and there was nothing she could do to stop it. Baby Amy's
face creased up and she started to cry.

"Ohhh, don't cry, baby," Lita purred. She picked the baby up and
held her against her chest. Rocking her gently, Lita tried to soothe
her. "Shhhh, shhhh. It'll be okay, honey."

"No, it won't," Amy thought desperately, her head resting against
Lita's soft breast as she continued to cry uncontrollably.

"I think she wants her bottle," Lita observed. Cradling the baby
in her arms, she took the bottle off the counter and stuffed it into
Amy's mouth, snuffing out her cries. Amy struggled a bit but it was
useless as she instinctively began to suck on the nipple, warm formula
filling her mouth.

"May I?" Tencite asked. "I should learn sometime after all."

"Of course," Lita said, handing the baby over to him.

Tencite held the bottle in place as he carried Amy back into the
living room. "That's a good little girl," he said, smirking. "Suck on
your baba." Tencite sat down on the couch and Lita followed behind.

"Y'know," Lita stated, "She reminds me of a friend of mine.
Especially those adorable little eyes." The baby kicked her legs then,
seemingly in frustration.

Lita continued to gush over her, becoming enamored with the child.
Finally, a sad look came to Lita's eyes and she said, "At least she's
got her mommy. I miss my parents."

"I certainly don't want to impose but what happened to them?"
Tencite asked, already knowing the answer.

"It's all right. My parents died in a plane crash a couple of
years ago. Been on my own ever since," Lita explained sadly.

"You must miss them very much," Tencite said sincerely. A distant
look came to his eyes and he continued, "I've lost many friends and
family. You know, when I miss them, I close my eyes and I can still see
them as they were. It helps me sometimes." His eyes then shut, his
face taking on an expression of pain.

"Are you all right?" Lita asked worriedly.

Tencite's eyes shot open and he looked guiltily at Lita. "I'm
sorry, I forgot myself for a moment."

Lita smiled. "I've done that too. Both actually." She looked
again at the baby and her eyes began to water. Wiping them, she said,
"I-I'm sorry. I must have something in my eye."

"Don't be embarrassed my dear. Close your eyes and listen to me.
You'll feel better," Tencite promised.

Lita looked at the stranger. Something made her trust him.
Closing her eyes, she listened to his melodic words.

"Picture them both as you last saw them. Allow it to become
crystal in your mind," Tencite spoke gently. As he did so, he placed
Amy back in the carrier and held the bottle in place with his left hand.
He took his right and placed it close to Lita's shoulder without
touching the fabric of her blouse.

"Remember what it felt like to be with them," he continued, a blue
glow emanating from his right hand. "The joy you had when they laughed.
The pain you felt when they were sad," Tencite said, his voice taking on
a tinge of sorrow itself.

An expression of sadness crossed Lita's face as Tencite's words and
power influenced her emotions. "Feel how much they love you and how
much you miss them," he finished. A tear formed on Lita's cheek but
other than that she did not move. He had her. Her mind was now locked
with the vision of her dead parents.

Chapter 3 cont...

Tencite touched her shoulder then and the glow spread to cover her
body. By keeping the level of his attack so low, he knew Lita's senses
wouldn't be alerted. Slowly Lita began to shrink. Of all the Scouts,
Sailor Jupiter had matured the fastest. Her breasts and curves were
impressive enough to mesmerize any boy her own age and she had been
known to attract older mates as well. Now those assets were rapidly
disappearing.

Her blouse flattened against her chest as her breasts deflated.
Her skirt likewise puddled on the couch as her ass shrank. Her face
started to look more innocent, rounding as she became smaller. Her bare
feet lifted from her slippers as the cuffs of her blouse covered her
hands. Within seconds, the voluptuous teen looked like she belonged in
grade school.

Tencite smiled. "Quick and easy," he thought, "She'll be back in
diapers before she knows what hit her." He wasn't worried about her
transformation pen. As a baby, she wouldn't be able to say the words
anyway. His smile dropped when he heard Amy cry.

Amy had watched everything as she drank from the bottle. Even as
helpless as she felt, there was no way she was going to quit. With a
great amount of effort, she'd finally managed to twist her mouth away
from the nipple. Without hesitation, she'd let out the loudest scream
she could manage.

The baby's cry broke Lita from her trance. She was confused. Her
clothes felt funny and everything looked bigger. Looking back in Mr.
Webster's direction, she jumped back in shock at how large he seemed,
releasing a yelp of surprise as she did. The high pitch of her voice
caused her to place her hands over her mouth as she cowered against the
edge of her sofa.

Tencite sighed and said, "So much for easy." A ten year old Lita
was staring at him in horror as he stood. The poor child's skirt had
been pulled down her skinny legs as her large blouse covered her
midsection. She knew she was no match for this man the way she was.

Immediately the child reached into her subspace pocket and pulled
her transformation pen from it. Before she had a chance to utter a word
however, a sliver of lightning struck the pen, causing it to fly from
her grip.

"Naughty, naughty. We can't have Sailor Jupiter joining the party.
She doesn't play nice," the man said before he lunged at her.
Frantically, Lita tried to jump back over the side of the sofa but the
man grabbed onto her skirt, catching her for a moment. Just as quickly
however, she managed to slip out of the oversized garment and drop to
the floor.

She couldn't see the pen so instead made a break for what she
considered her only chance. As she padded across the floor, she heard
the man say, "Lita, enough of this. Give up and I'll go easy on you."

She ignored him. Reaching her room, she locked the door behind her
and reached into her desk drawer, pulling her compact out. Opening the
device, she activated the emergency frequency which would contact every
Scout at once. She didn't know what the man was but he definitely
wasn't normal and soon his presence would be known. Glancing back at
the door, Lita just hoped someone could react in time to save her.

When she looked again at the compact, her heart went cold. The
screen showed nothing but static. "This can't be happening!" she
wailed in a now high voice. Suddenly the doorknob behind her turned
white hot and began to melt. Lita dropped her compact and ran for her
phone. Picking the receiver up, she heard nothing. The line was dead.

Suddenly the door flew open with a kick and Lita watched the man
enter the room. There was no where else to hide. Gathering her
courage, Lita decided if she was going to go down, she'd at least put up
a fight. Among the Scouts, she was the best martial artist and with any
luck, her attacker might underestimate her, giving her an opening to at
least get past him.

The man laughed as Lita took a fighting stance, which wasn't
surprising considering her head barely came to his chest. She waited
for him to close the distance between them before she executed a perfect
roundhouse kick with her right leg, aimed at his stomach. Full grown,
such a move would have been aimed at the head and could have knocked out
an opponent twice her size. As she was now, Lita simply hoped to double
her attacker over in pain.

Unfortunately for her, the kick never met its target as the man
swung his arm in a downward stroke to knock her leg away.

"I'm afraid you'll have to do better than that," he said.

Regaining her balance, Lita immediately shot her other foot forward
in an attempt to nail her opponent in the groin, but that attack too was
blocked. Swinging her kicking leg back, she used the built up momentum
to twist herself around and execute a reverse kick to the man's stomach.
It was am impressive move, especially considering how unbalanced she
felt. It met with no more success than her other attacks however. This
time the man caught her foot and wrapped his right arm backward across
her leg, trapping it.

"Playtime's over," the man snarled and grabbed a fistful of her
blouse with his free hand.

Lita felt her bra strap tighten painfully under her arms as he
lifted her from the floor. Before she even knew what was happening, she
found herself flying helplessly through the air, her descent halted
violently by the mattress of her bed. Regaining her senses, Lita
realized she had to make a break for it.

Lita jumped to her feet and tried to scramble past the intruder but
he managed to grab one of her ankles and began to drag her back to him.

"That's enough! Stop struggling!" the stranger yelled. Despite
that, Lita kicked and fought as much as she could but felt herself being
lifted into the air regardless of her efforts. It was when she landed
across the stranger's legs that she truly became frightened.

"I've had just about enough of this!" he said as he pulled Lita's
loose panties down her swinging legs. Cool air hit her bare bottom as
she desperately tried to get away from his powerful grip. The first
blow struck her with a sharp pain and she struggled harder, to no avail.
The second and third struck immediately after, causing tears to come to
her eyes. The blows continued, reducing her resistance even further as
she howled in pain. By the tenth strike, a defeated Lita was bawling
like a baby.


Tencite stopped after a few more blows and tossed the wailing child
back onto the bed. Lita didn't try to run this time but instead curled
up into a ball as she closed her eyes and cried.

Tencite stood and took in the scene, allowing his anger to fade.
He'd mostly mastered his emotions over the centuries but now had allowed
his anger to get the best of him. He had warned her not to run of
course but still the lapse was inexcusable. Looking at the crying Lita,
a part of him felt sorry for the girl. She had only tried to get away.

Not wasting any more time with his thoughts, he readied a time ball
and threw it at the child on the bed.

The impact of the ball caused Lita to sit up with a start. She
stared at herself in amazement as her huge blouse began to grow larger.
"No! Stop it! Please stop it!" she cried, but the man simply stared at
her. As her arms and torso became engulfed in fabric, her skinny legs
pulled back into her body. Poor Lita was crying freely now as tears
streamed down her face. She felt like a fool for letting this creature
into her home and her inability to strike back was unbearable.

The blouse fell away as Lita's bare shoulders came free and her
legs and feet became chubbier. Absently, the toddler stuck her thumb in
her mouth as she stared wide-eyed in fear at the man who had done this
to her.

Tencite smiled when he saw Lita's regression stop where Amy's had.
About eighteen months. The only thing left of the once gorgeous teen
was the tiny ponytail still held in place by her green hair tie. The
baby now sat on the bed surrounded by her blouse which Tencite easily
lifted her out of.

Tencite jostled the infant gently as he carried her back to the
living room. He noticed with satisfaction that Amy was still in the
carrier. Getting a lockable harness had been good foresight. As he
walked into Amy's view, the baby Scout simply glared at him.

"Oh, don't be such a sourpuss. I've brought you a playmate,"
Tencite said.

Laying Lita on the sofa, Tencite quickly put her into a disposable
diaper, the same way Lita had done to Amy minutes before.

The infant lay meekly on the cushion, keeping her thumb planted in
her mouth. Tencite then released Amy and sat her down next to Lita.
Ignoring the giant watching them, Amy crawled over to Lita and kneeled
in front of her. Lita's eyes opened wide and for the first time she
finally recognized her friend. Pulling the thumb slightly out, Lita
managed to utter, "Aaammmmeeee?"

When the dark haired infant nodded sharply, Lita stuck her thumb
back in, closed her eyes, and continued her tears.



Tencite closed the creaking door behind him as he entered the
massive interior of an abandoned warehouse. In the center could be seen
a small area lit by a single lamp. Within that area, a sofa was visible
along with a TV tuned into some sitcom. As Tencite approached, he
shifted his right arm to keep it from falling asleep. This caused Lita
to stir from her slumber and she lifted her head from his shoulder.
Tencite noted with amusement that her thumb never seemed to leave her
mouth.

Looking down at the carrier in his left hand, he noticed that Amy
too was awake. In fact, Sailor Mercury had remained awake the entire
cab ride over. Tencite laughed to himself at that. The girl was
probably trying to figure out their location, though there was no way
she could have kept track of anything from her position.

Stopping behind the sofa, Tencite cheerfully exclaimed, "Honey, I'm
home."

There was a stirring and suddenly a woman with shoulder length
black hair popped her head up over the back of the cushions, her face
dark in the flickering light of the TV.

"Ooooo, you brought presents!" she squealed when she saw what was
in Tencite's arms.

"That depends. Did your mission go well?" Tencite asked.

The woman smirked widely. "As easy as `taking candy from a baby',
so to speak," the woman giggled maniacally at her own joke then stopped
and put a finger to her lips. "At least, I think it was that easy. I
can confirm it later with these little darlings, can't I Tenny?"

"Of course you can, my dear," Tencite replied. "Girls, meet Nancy.
She's an old comrade of mine. She'll also be your nanny while I see to
it you have plenty of playmates."

"Hi girls," the woman said, waving at Amy and Lita. "We're gonna
have so much fun together. As long as you're good, of course." The
last was said in a deadly serious tone that caused Lita to bury her head
back into Tencite's shoulder.

Nancy's tone immediately changed as she whined to Tencite, "Hey
Tenny. Why'd I have to use that stupid cab to get back here? Why
wouldn't you let me teleport?"

"Because, my dear, a teleport requires energy that might be
detected by that Lunar Cat of Serena's. I want to remain secret for as
long as possible," he explained. "Another thing, you're not on a
mission anymore so take off that ridiculous costume."

Nancy stood and looked down at herself. She was still dressed as a
nurse. "Oh, all right," she complained. Reaching her hand to her face,
she grabbed her cheek and began to tear her skin off.

Lita, who was watching again, started to cry and squirm and Tencite
felt her diaper get warm. Amy, for her part, stared wide-eyed at the
scene in horror as Nancy tore her fake skin off to reveal a dark blue
pallor underneath. The lower part of her dress tore also as four blue
arms fought their way through the fabric. The lower pair proceeded to
free her upper arms of fake skin as the middle pair finished the job on
her head. In seconds, a blue, six-armed woman had replaced the old
Nancy, her hair the same length but now pointed at the ends. Amy
immediately knew she was looking at a Youma, a servant of the Negaverse.

The Youma's black lips peeled back into a grin as she made her way
around the sofa. "Don't cry, sweetie. Nanny is here," she purred to
Lita as she took the kicking, wailing infant from Tencite's arms.
Holding the baby with her two upper arms, she walked over to a darkened
area and turned on a light. A changing table and playpen were readily
visible.

Holding her charge above the table, Nanny used her two middle arms
to pull down Lita's diaper as her lower arms reached into the drawers of
the table. For a few seconds, the struggling child was bare to the
world, much to her tearful dismay. Nanny gently laid her onto the table
and cleaned her with a baby wipe as another hand quickly powdered her.
Yet another hand brought a cloth diaper up and she said, "Now, one thing
that Nanny insists on is that her babies wear soft, cloth diapers. I'm
just old fashioned that way." She swiftly wrapped the diaper onto Lita
and tied its ends firmly. Picking Lita up for Tencite to see, Nanny
exclaimed, "See, now you're Nanny's special little baby!"

Amy was sure the Youma had a screw loose. To her, Lita looked for
all the world like a female version of cupid. Of course, this didn't
stop a pit of fear from forming in her stomach when Nanny looked at her
and asked, "And is wittle Amy ready for a comfy diaper? Why, yes she
is!"